Yan Nian originally made up his mind to wait in this room until Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang came back, but he waited until dark and did not wait at all for Meng Xian and Ling Ziliang to appear.

After waiting for a while, he started to read the medical book again, from beginning to end, he read it twice, and he only discovered it after it was dark when he lit a candle.

After reading it twice, he could also see that there were only these two things in the book related to the soul. It was already dark, and the two people were still not back. Could it be that something had happened.

Yan Nian's judgment was still very strong. He was going to return to the palace and report to Ye Jiangxue first. When he left, he looked at the medical books on the table and finally decided to help Meng Xian collect them first. He

He put the things into his inner clothes and hid them close to his body. He also told the store owner a few words that people must keep an eye on this room and no one else is allowed to enter.

The shop owner was still a little confused and wanted to ask more questions. Although Yan Nian was impatient, his face was calm and there was no trace of impatience. He also looked extraordinary. As the right minister of the Southern Jin Dynasty, Yan Nian was also a representative of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"Yes... yes... I understand." The store owner was afraid of getting himself into trouble, so he didn't want to accept it, but when he saw Yan Nian standing still like an iceberg, he couldn't say anything at the moment.

I can't refuse any harsh words.

He had seen the people in that room before. They were two young men, one red and one crimson. Two grown men lived in a suite, which was quite eye-catching. Now here comes another man in Tsing Yi.

He didn't live with those two people, but he paid attention to them all the time.

It's not good to offend anyone. It's so hard to open an inn these days!

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Ye Jiangxue in the palace was still listening to the old doctor's rambling words. There was no trace of impatience on her face, but only concern for Yan Junqing.

"Reporting to your Majesty, the injured minister, Prime Minister, can only receive conservative treatment." The sweat on the old doctor's forehead was like a faucet that was not closed tightly, dripping down, and his face was pale.

He was actually on par with Yan Junqing. He had been in this room for several hours and inspected Yan Junqing carefully.

But in the end, he came to this result. He really couldn't cure Yan Junqing's disease. To use a common saying, Yan Junqing had a brain disease, and he had never studied that field at all. There were specialties in the field. These hidden diseases, he

It really can't be cured.

"He's been holding several pieces of thousand-year-old ginseng in his mouth, but he's not getting any better at all." Ye Jiangxue also knew what kind of problem Yan Junqing had. According to the old doctor, if this thousand-year-old ginseng is hanging, this person

As long as he still had breath, his face would turn rosy, but Yan Junqing not only did not look rosy, but instead became increasingly pale.

The body temperature of the whole body also plummeted, and then remained at an extremely low temperature. Ye Jiangxue stretched out her hand to hold Yan Junqing's hand, almost feeling like she was holding an ice cube. Yan Junqing's body had been covered with several layers of quilts, which were extremely light, but

The extremely warm quilt did not warm Yan Junqing at all.

Ye Jiangxue could only ask people to prepare the stoves in winter. The temperature in the whole room was like an alchemy furnace. It was no wonder that the old doctor had such a complexion in the house and was sweating like rain.
Chapter completed!